Prince Vincent, the Alpha King's son did something out of ordinary. Something that no wolves from the Royal pack has done. He gave his human mate the freedom to leave his pack since she don't wish to become like them. It's despite the fact that she couldn't feel their bond yet that is why she chose to go away. However, this will cause him pain and desperation putting in to the hurdles in demonstrating himself as the Next Alpha King.

What Ashley wants is to stay human, she wanted to live an ordinary life. But she is chosen to be fated to the next Alpha King, how could she accept him when he had let her down a long time ago when her father died because of the wolves. The Prince of the Royal pack maybe the most gorgeous man alive however she still prefers her freedom over him, and that didn't set well with Prince Vincent.

A complicated life is far from what she wanted, but what happens when her life will face danger because she is the only weakness known by the enemies of the Prince. She will have no other way but to seek refuge in the Langston Palace for Prince Vincent is the only being that could protect her against the vile creatures of the other realm. But can she protect her heart from the growing attraction towards him when everywhere she turns he is always there to help her, to entice her and torture her senses because despite everything she is still fated to become a mate to the Prince of wolves.

The Next Alpha King Book 2

I woke up to the smell of bacon and fried rice in the air, so I got up and look around the unfamiliar room. My mind went back to the previous hours, I am in a guest house. I came here last night with Prince Vincent, is he the one cooking? The thought of him dressed up in an apron while cooking something in the stove kinda looks weird. I move my legs towards the door of the bathroom and did a quick shower before deciding to get out of the room. 


There are two luggage outside the door, which I'm guessing as my personal belongings. I took them in and opened one. Finally, I could wear my own clean set of clothes. I decided to put on a fresh cotton dress that falls above the knee. 


"Good morning Miss Snipes! Sorry to barge in but your door is open." 


I turn around from looking at myself in the mirror when a female voice greeted me. A middle-aged woman wearing a genuine smile on her lips looked at me, she stood in the middle of the door. 


Chapter 22. Her Reality